Lives day and night as a statue that people are always seeing 

I always wondered how it stood so still 

It has no dreams like us of walking through the hills 

Wind is the only thing that must make them smile 

But at least the leaves have fun one in a while 

Although when fall comes the leaves enter a new home 

Where freedom is everywhere but sometimes it can be cold

You are the ones that symbolizing the changing of the seasons

You are the ones that don’t love but give love to the loving ones

You are the ones that provide shelter in a shower of rain

You are the ancient ones telling stories as time goes

Oh tree, how greatly the world appreciates you

Grass that is green as an emerald

Flowers, trees, and bushes

Bunnies and rabbits

The wonders of nature

spring , summer, autumn, and winter

The four seasons, 

in which nature changes and is reborn

Nature raises us, we raise nature.

We learn from nature, nature learns from us

Nature saves us and we save nature

The air feels new and clean 

Birds chirping in abstract harmony

With scents of wet grass and pine lingering in the atmosphere

A cool breeze blows gently on the earth on these summer mornings

Before the cars and trains and buses stir to life

I can see them shaking,

But there is nothing I can hear,

They wonder why no one is out,

I see them shaking,

And I thought I saw one of them pout.

Swaying to a tune unheard

The dancers twirl and shake and spin

But their tune may be the death of them

Swept up and carried away in its song

One leaps and jumps away from them all

The lonely dancer continues to skip

Until it can dance no longer

There are no twists no twirls no spins

Only the scratch of the pavement on which it sits

The dancer will dry and die alone

But free of the cursed rhythm 

A long way away an ensemble of dancers twist and turn in tandem

Caught in an everlasting dance

way over on the other side

your emerald glow shines as bright as day

through the fresh droplets

of clear morning dew

vratesh will always sit in you

for your earthy scented fields

stretch for what seems like forever 
long after the morning
disappears